In the evening, Xiahou Zheng came back, with a hearty smile on his face, and the three of them sat down on the table, opened the wine and prepared to celebrate.

Lin Moran looked at Xiahou Zheng with a little emotion in his eyes because of the news during the day.

She thought about it again and again, but she still couldn't help but persuade her: "I already know what my grandfather did today, whether it is for business or private affairs, Mo Dye does not expect my grandfather to be implicated. ”

As soon as these words came out, Xiahou Zheng's face immediately became much more grim, and he stared at Lin Mo's veil, his eyes full of guilt.

"Mo Dye, you don't have to think about it, your grandfather and I are sure of this matter, you don't have to worry, let's talk about something happy! What do you think of living in this general's mansion? If you are not used to it, tell your cousin, and he will help you do it. ”

He speaks very straightforwardly, without any detours at all, and if he is good to a person, he will directly put his sincerity in front of the other party.

It sounds like it's about to spill blood.

Xiahou Jiuchuan saw that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and hurriedly said, "Grandfather, do you want to drink some good wine?" ”

As soon as he heard the wine, Xiahou Zheng immediately shifted his attention, opened the wine jar he was helping with, and sniffed it with one hand.

Although Lin Moran is not an expert, he can also hear the rich smell of wine, the faint fragrance of sorghum comes, and then there is a spicy taste, which can be felt before he drinks it.

"Good wine! Today we are going to get drunk and not go home! Xiahou Zheng said, and he took a big gulp of wine, and he didn't mean to care about Lin Moran and the two at all.

Lin Moran looked at this bold way of drinking, and he couldn't react for a while, and looked at Xiahou Jiuchuan's position with a little worry.

Xiahou Jiuchuan felt Lin Moran's gaze, and shook his head with his lips pursed, indicating that it was just a small problem.

Xiahou Zheng has always been a legendary task, and the battle is even more powerful, and there is only one person in the entire Chengguo who can compare with him, and that person is King Cheng, who is said to be the god of killing on the battlefield when he was young.

Even the experienced Xiahou Zheng is not an opponent, if it is not for the prince, I am afraid that he will be guarding the frontier instead of Xiahou Zheng.

Although the amount of wine was good, before he had eaten a few bites of food, he began to drink in large gulps, and his face gradually became a little flushed, and his eyes were a little confused.

Lin Moran just lifted a little veil and drank a little wine, and I don't know if it was because the wine was too strong, so she couldn't help coughing, the taste of this wine was simply incomparable to the ones she drank before.

She coughed a lot, and immediately attracted the attention of the other two, her eyes were crimson and full of tears, and when she looked at people, she looked like a broken star, and just by looking at it, she would feel that the beauty was a bit like a dream.

Xiahou Zheng met such a pair of eyes without warning, he looked at Lin Moran's eyes in a little daze, and then muttered something softly.

Lin Moran didn't really hear it, but he knew that it was the name of a person called.

When Xiahou Zheng read this name, there was a lot of pain in his eyes, as if he was regretting something.

"Ink dyes don't drink?" Xiahou Jiuchuan handed over a handkerchief, his eyes lowered to hide the complexity in his eyes.

Lin Moran stretched out his hand and took the handkerchief, quickly removed the tears in his eyes, and said: "It's not that I can't drink, it's just that I didn't expect this wine to be so violent, and I didn't react for a while." ”

"Well said! How could the people of our Xiahou family not be able to drink! Come! One more drink! When Xiahou Zheng heard this, he shouted happily, and then picked up the jar and dyed it all over Lin Mo.

Come back!

The spirit of not admitting defeat in Lin Moran's heart was instantly aroused.

Without saying a word, she lifted the veil and drank.

Xiahou Zheng saw that people were so decisive, and his face was even more excited, and he shouted outside to let those drinks come in.

Xiahou Jiuchuan looked at the two of them with the intention of drinking, and he wanted to stop talking.

Just like Xiahou Zheng said, of course the people of their Xiahou family will drink spirits.

The subordinates outside listened to the order, and quickly moved in the wine jars one after another.

And Xiahou Jiuchuan had no chance to regret it, and by the time he reacted, he had already become the only one at the wine table who was still sober.

He sighed, and was just about to open his mouth to let his subordinates come in and help the two back, but unexpectedly, Xiahou Zheng suddenly seemed to be awake, raised his head and looked at Lin Moran's position with a serious face.

"Ink dyeing, ink dyeing!" He muttered this, and gradually began to cry.

Lin Moran, who was originally just a little confused, suddenly sobered up a lot when he heard this voice, and felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he was more at a loss.

She didn't know what she was supposed to do.

However, Xiahou Jiuchuan seemed to have seen such a scene a long time ago, and directly called someone to come in and take people away.

The remaining two didn't mean to call anyone anymore.

What does he mean by that?

I just want to take care of Xiahou Zheng alone?

Lin Moran was thinking about it when he heard the sound of the wheelchair being moved.

Xiahou Jiuchuan had already reached in front of her.

What does he want to do?

A cold finger was on her cheek, and then it was where her veil was.

He wanted to see his face1

Such a thought flashed, Lin Moran turned his head with a reaction speed, buried his face directly in his arm, and muttered in his mouth: "Grandfather, grandfather......"

There was a chuckle from the top of his head, that hand had no intention of continuing after all, and after waiting for a long time and there was no response, Lin Moran knew that this was giving up.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Now she doesn't know how to explain her face, if those people in the Lin Mansion are afraid that they will always find a way, but the people of the Xiahou family have no way to do it well.

The voice of the wheelchair was a little farther away, and then I heard Xiahou Jiuchuan calling the name of Butterfly Wing.

Someone carefully lifted her up and placed her on the bed.

After waiting for a long time and feeling no other breath, Lin Moran opened his eyes, looked at the surrounding environment, and he was really taken back to the room and let out a breath.

Lying on the bed, staring at the bed, Lin Moran was a little dazed, it felt better than she imagined that someone was a backer, but at the same time she was also worried.

As she wanted to say before, whether it was a business or a private matter, Xiahou Zheng was doing this nothing more than going against Prime Minister Lin Cheng and the forces behind him.